Veronica's POV
When the little girl began heading out of the backstage area, I quickly trailed behind her.
Once we were outside, I called out, "Hey, sweetie, hold on a moment!"
The child heard my voice, paused, and spun around.
Seeing a stunning woman before her, the girl gazed at me with curious eyes.
Looking at this child, I felt like I'd wandered into some surreal fantasy. I hesitated to get closer, terrified that what I was witnessing might be nothing more than a mirage, too delicate to disturb.
Fighting back the rush of excitement and heartache building inside me, I crouched down before the little girl and said, "Sweetheart, I watched your performance on the runway just now. You were amazing! What's your name?"
"Thank you, ma'am! I'm Annick."
The little girl responded in an adorable, childish voice, perfectly mannered.
Annick...
